The Speech
    The last time Rick was confined by these four walls he was made a clown. Ricky walked into the auditorium and within seconds a feeling of resentment came above him. Why had he agreed to speak to the school on behalf of the video game club? The four drab tan painted walls enclosed him. It reminded him of a jail cell. To him this was his jail cell. You see Rick had a terrible experience in this auditorium just about a year go. He wanted to take part in the school talent show and for his act he wanted to dunk a basketball....that was a bad idea. His dunk resulted in him breaking open his forehead on the rim and becoming the laughing stock of the school. The walk between the empty rows of chairs were daunting. The thought of all these chairs filling up with the hundred of egocentric teens that flooded his school. As he arrived at the podium and reread his notecards that he had been working on all week he felt sick, he wanted to be back at home where he loved to be most on his red futon playing XBOX. The bell signaling the start of the assembly struck and as Rick stared to see which clique would come in first he saw his three video game club members, followed by a few teachers only something was wrong. Five minutes later and no one had piled in. He looked around one last time and after getting the nod to begin from Mrs. L, he began.."My fellow comrades I am here to represent the video game club." His words were coming out perfectly instead of the expected stuttering everything was well. He felt completely relaxed knowing only the closest thing he had to friends and a few teachers were attending and listening to him. Before he knew it though this was nowhere near a relaxed day. He continued his speech when suddenly there was a loud shriek from out in the hallway followed by the sound of hundreds of feet sprinting in the hallways. There was a loud quick bang which had a small flash. Everyone knew what was happening. There was a shooter on campus. The first thing that happened was all three teachers running as fast as they could out the side entrance of the auditorium out in the open free world, one where they were safe. Even Mrs. Faatasakas who was the fattest person some of these kids had ever seen looked like a track star about to win the gold medal at The Olympics. The three members of the club and Rick were panicking worried for their lives when suddenly the entrance was kicked open and a scrawny person wearing all black stepped in. With a shrill squeaky voice he said, "Everyone sit down in front of me and nobody scream." The four kids did as they were told not attempting to risk anything. The shooter walked around the perimeter of the auditorium locking every door or window that gave access to anyone to this jail. He ordered the kids to take out their cell phones and hand them to him and to place their hands on their laps. Fat little Joey was scared for his life and screamed and attempted to call 911...This was his death wish. Johnny was shot within seconds. Steve and John jumped to Johnny seeing if their was any hope for his life. Joe was a goner and now Steve and John were too. It was just Ricky and the shooter. "Please, don't shoot me sir. I will do anything," said Ricky. The shooter then took off his mask it was Jonathon. Jonathon was a star on the school football team and had wanted to join the videogame club, but when he showed up to the first meeting the boys had forbade him to attend ever again in fear that Jonathon was just trying to ridicule them more than they already had to go through. Jonathon started to tremble as he told Ricky: "All I wanted to do was hang out with you guys. I wanted a chance to play videogames since my dad makes me focus on my athletics all the time and doesn't let me at home." "We were scared you were trying to just make fun of us just like the rest of your team...it wasn't our fault." Said Ricky. "Yeah and this isn't my fault either this is you and all your friend's fault not mine." Said Jonathon. Ricky was panicing what was he going to do. Was this the end of his life? Jonathon turned around and walked up to the podium. He spoke into the microphone to make sure if anyone else was around they would hear him loud and clear, "You can thank your little innocent videogame club for this Glenn High. The club you all cherish in the adminastration, the club everyone thinks is all nerdy kids who don't do anything well here is your chance to see what the real video game club is." Jonathon started to fire shots into the air puncturing the roof of the auditorium. The bangs and flashes made Ricky cringe and flinch in fear. He quickly dove under a table on the side of the auditorium to make sure he wouldn't get hit on the bullets way down. He set his goals to finding some way to protect himself, something that could get him out of his death. After scanning around the vast room he finally noticed that John had left his bag open on the ground and in it was a replica BB shooting Halo Assualt Rifle. This was probably the hardest replica weapon out of all to load, cock, and fire properly. Ricky had never done this for real before, but he had done it a billion times on his XBOX. It was time to finally put those skills to the test. He slowly reached in and grabbed. He then loaded and cocked it. Jonathon caught Ricky out of the corner of his eye, but it was to late. Ricky got a dead aim shot right into Jonathon's eye and he was stunned. Putting this time to get away Ricky bolted right away to the side entrance to unbolt it and run away. Ten minutes later the auditorium was flooded by police. Halo had saved someone's life and Ricky was the one who made it happen.

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